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Tag Archives: being a houseguest
For nearly a week, I’ve been on the Mainland. It is, for me, a reckoning — of incomplete sorts, I guess. While I’m comfortable here and have no problems getting around, know all the places and such, it just doesn’t feel like home anymore. I’d expected that, of course, ‘cos it’d kind of stopped feeling that [...]